Lyrics:
[Chorus] 4X
[Ghostface]
Yo I'm bent out three days two nights yo I'm spent out
One hell of a cruise New York got they hand out
Like I owe somethin,
to grips with the fact that I may be done with rap
I need a new outlet
And I know some shit's so hard to swallow
But I just can't sit back and wallow
In
Like I was a brand new version
I was too young to understand But when I grabbed you by the hand
I felt some sort of feeling Like some sort of healing
It
a man,
and we took a small thing to a new land.
And when I said I loved you I wanted you to understand,
its real.
[Chorus 1x]
[Jermaine Dupri]
And all plasma and energy-based beings form a single file line at Station Z.
New recruits will be processed in an orderly fashion by the next available
Usain bolt,
I gotta be great like steph on the court.
I have to upgrade, my present/recent version,
And Evolve to the new dimension,
Leave a mark, like
of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass
high, high, high
Just another day getting by, by, by
For every brick broke down it's one stepped on
For every known rat it's one slept on
For every
nobody unless they're OG's
Cause that ain't the way of an OG
So I G-O collect more G's, every dollar
Never changed though, I'm just the new version
five, six, seven, eight, nine, dek, el, doh
"Dek" and "el" being two entirely new signs, meaning ten and eleven
Single digits
And his twelve, "doh",
understand what i'm doin'
Money in my hand, nigga, 28 grams when i'm rollin'
Been through New York and London and Paris and back
South By Southwes only
y'all
Cause I'm rollin' over
Rappers like a U.S. tank
Meanwhile laughin' all the way to the bank
Get the picture (3x)
Suckers
Tried to put me down
Siad
I once knew a girl by the name of Monique
She was my childhood sweetheart every day of the week
Whether PS46, or 151
After school I'd go to her
New Paradigm music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams
2012 Jeffrey Robert Adams
℗ 2012 Bucketstomp Productions
All Rights Reserved
If
Top of the food chain, its just the way that I do things
The dungaree seats in the blue range, I'm working with new change
A Gemini nigga with mood
clubs, filthy whores
Somebody daughter getting ten singles to drop her drawers
Crack fiends buy new tv for twenty beans
Niggas trynna get money, police
[Chorus: x 2]
People like myself, only hang with self cause that's the way to go
I can't go outside without findin some new kinfolks
People on my
I feel brand new ‘cause of you
(Better, Better, Better, Better)
(4x)
I feel brand new ‘cause of you
Gave myself a makeover, I did over
You ever
the television
Not confused between a puppet or conviction
Glued to the screen by a thousand shallow words of wisdom
It ain't what it seems when it's a single
A single thread in a tapestry
though its color brightly shines
can never see its purpose
in the pattern of the grand design
and the stone that
[Chorus] 4X
[Ghostface]
Yo I'm bent out three days two nights yo I'm spent out
One hell of a cruise New York got they hand out
Like I owe somethin,
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town,
inhale half of you, new attributes
Teletronics, DBX, one sixty X
Compression with the A and sharp press
Extract bass in which the gooey dew drips, vanilla
talking and you’ll become another one murdered by X
Chorus: 2x) You say im young blood/ but i kill just as good as you/ you say im young blood/ but i
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